with you move along stay strong get over it get on with your life and when you reach for me you'll start feeling sober when you need to believe it's almost over everyday it
Now go stand in the corner And think about what you did Ha, time for a little revenge The story starts when it was hot and it was summer And I had it
when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the shit had to start Out with my crew
We did it and we did it And we did it like this Did it and we did it And we did it like this Did it and we did it And we did it like this Did it and
't smoke the sour diesel like us You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us And repeat it
old man shit I stands up in it like a champ up in it Be up in it so long, get my calls transferred in it No more minute man in it Get my Sound scan,
, that's when I saw her sitting over there She was chilling with her girlfriends (Yeah) I was chilling with my homies (Yeah) Then she made her over to my table (Whoa) And she started
March just disappear? You hear it on the left You hear it on the left You hear it on the left left
at me, I back slapped him, I pulled out the mack He kicked it out of my hand, [Incomprehensible] Yo, a place where you niggas get it on And I think it
Private Ryan comes round Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second Niggaz in the street they want it hurry When niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts
give her the boy Now she screamin' out, "Boy, boy, boy" Now she playin' with herself, Cam dig it out, lift her up Ma, it's just a fuck, girl, get it
keep it sexy and simple keep it sexy and simple so if you wanna roll with me gotta keep it more than trouble free keep it sexy and simple keep it sexy
to? What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That beams me home The troubled words of a troubled
dots starting beaming Go, Don Peri one flow, got my playgirls, yo Big Willie's like ho, ready to party Shake it with the hearty Your body look damn good, never did it
t really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look
awake? How many wait? It's too late, it's over now Niggas had a lack of faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable Having a little trouble a day
ya think you are And here we are, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That?ll get me in trouble Can I
